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resonantI now own more than a hundred dollars' worth of makeup.
Some of you who enjoy the performative aspects of femaleness more than I do are probably giving me a pitying smile right now -- that's not really all that much, I suppose -- but if you'd ever met me in real life, you'd understand. I have at least one male friend who routinely wears more makeup than I do. It's not hard.
I've always been able to splurge on department-store lipstick because lipstick was all I bought; $30 a year is a pretty reasonable makeup budget, even if all it buys is two lipsticks. Splurging on department-store full-Oprah-face turns out to be a bigger investment.
But I'm going to be in my brother's wedding, and I've been given to understand that a bridesmaid without makeup is like a bridesmaid without pantyhose, so for him I make this sacrifice.
The other sacrifice involved is that the dress is brown, and makes pinky-pale me look like a reanimated corpse. But my adorable seven-year-old is going to be right behind me with a basket of rose petals, so nobody's going to be looking at me.
Back in town next week. Back online as soon as I've finished listing a brown bridesmaid dress on eBay.
Some of you who enjoy the performative aspects of femaleness more than I do are probably giving me a pitying smile right now -- that's not really all that much, I suppose -- but if you'd ever met me in real life, you'd understand. I have at least one male friend who routinely wears more makeup than I do. It's not hard.
I've always been able to splurge on department-store lipstick because lipstick was all I bought; $30 a year is a pretty reasonable makeup budget, even if all it buys is two lipsticks. Splurging on department-store full-Oprah-face turns out to be a bigger investment.
But I'm going to be in my brother's wedding, and I've been given to understand that a bridesmaid without makeup is like a bridesmaid without pantyhose, so for him I make this sacrifice.
The other sacrifice involved is that the dress is brown, and makes pinky-pale me look like a reanimated corpse. But my adorable seven-year-old is going to be right behind me with a basket of rose petals, so nobody's going to be looking at me.
Back in town next week. Back online as soon as I've finished listing a brown bridesmaid dress on eBay.